With inspiration at something of a low ebb this morning, I scrolled through my gallery on OneDrive to see what I was up to this time last year, and found a screenshot and two photos that could not have been more different. A picture of the view from just above Nimborio, an image of Romney Marsh (not mine), and a booking for an event in Prague. And who says there’s not much to do on Symi?
The walk to Nimborio is well worth taking if you’ve never done it. My preferred route is to go over the top (and anyone who has met my husband will know what going over the top is all about). Pass the town square taking the main road on the left, and keep going up the slope which can be a bit of a challenge, to the top and then keep going with the church on your left, and you’ll cross a section of countryside with wonderfully rural views. This part gives you an idea of what the island’s hinterland is like should you ever make it over the hills above Horio. The path takes you to above Nimborio Bay, where you follow the old donkey path down to the road, and then follow that around the coast. On the way back, we usually come via the road to get the seascapes and look down onto and through the waters along the rocky shore.
The picture of Romney Marsh has something to do with a book I was working on at the time, the first in a two-part finale to The Larkspur Mysteries, and it shows a dyke (a drainage ditch, worryingly pronounced ‘dick’ in a Marsh accent). I’ve used the area in my Saddling series and used it again for the penultimate novel in the Larkspur series. I was probably using the image this time last year as pre-publicity for the book’s launch.
The third image, a screenshot, is a receipt for an event in Prague, but I can’t remember exactly which one. It might be a lunchtime concert at the Lobkowicz Palace, a riverboat cruise/dinner, or a performance of the Magic Flute at the Estate’s Theatre, all of which happened last April.
None of the above has yet inspired me to get to work on what must be done 365 days later, today: the author’s notes and blurb for the next book in the Delamere Files series of Victorian mysteries. The MS is due with the proofreader at the weekend, and I’d like to get all texts finalised before I send them off. So, that is today’s job, and as time is moving on, so must I.
